In plain words
Something beautiful keeps making you happy long after you first see it.
Where these words come from
- 95% sureThese words were traced back to where they first appeared. That source is listed below.
- Endymion, Book I, line 1, 1818 (John Keats)
- 1818
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Wolfgang Amadeus MozartMusic must never offend the ear, even in most horrendous situations, but must always be pleasing.
Wolfgang Amadeus MozartMelody and harmony should be simply tools in the hands of the artist, with which he creates music.
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